[Intro]

[Verse]

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Feels like I'm drifting away

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From pictures of my younger days

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And even though nothings the same

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Her legacy never fades

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Dusty albums stored for years

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Journals kept to void her fears

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It started when she looked through 

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the lens of a camera

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Oh little momma oozing good karma

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Who gonna make you 

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the star of the drama

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Oh little brother who gonna love ya

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Who gonna make you 

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remember the summer

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We're living in a digital age

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The kids are playing video games

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The photographs never get framed

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And nothing is quite the same

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